Mother, why do you hate me?
because am a mirror that reflects you?
Or the pain and misery that you had to bare?
In that unlucky and short-lived marriage,
Did you wish I didn't exist?
So you could live the way you wished?
Mother,
You tell me you love me,
Your most precious treasure,
Your dear child,
but why do you look at me in such a way?
How a dieing heart looks at its killer,
Like the devil's spawna disgusting creature,
The creature that you created
Mother,
Please eat me til there are no crumbs left.
Not even one,
Then maybe,
Just maybe,
I'll come back.
When your truly happy.
When your heart is full
In a thornless marriage,
with those who won't take you for granted,
So maybe, just maybe
When am in your arms again,
You won't look at me like that but instead,
With endless love and joy
So Mother,
Eat me till nones left of me.
So you can look at me like am a blessing
A blessing that happend to you,
Not a blissful curse.
But I wish to ask again
Mother,
why do you hate me?
YOU ARE READING
mother why do you hate me?
Non-Fictiona vent of a sort about my relationship with my mother. also the cover isn't mine, I just got it from Pinterest.